"Did you know all, it might indeed influence your decision; and I would not have that happen.

You have chosen, have you not, Rotherby?
You will sell me; you will hang me--me, your father's son.

Poor Rotherby! From my soul I pity you!" "Pity me?
Death! You impudent rogue! Keep your pity for those that need it." "That is why I offer it you, Rotherby," said Mr.Caryll, almost sadly.
"In all my life, I have not met a man who stood more sorely in need of it, nor am I ever like to meet another." There was a movement without, a tap at the door; and Humphries entered to announce Mr.Green's return, accompanied by Mr.Second Secretary Templeton, and without waiting for more, he ushered them into the room..